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Kabu last won the day on January 30

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  • Birthday August 21

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  1. No, they're a great team and will finish over Arsenal in atleast the next 2/3 years but they don't have the same history that Arsenal does, which is the major factor towards counting Arsenal as a big 6 club. They also don't have the same reach across the world as Arsenal do with many people from different cultures repping Arsenal gear. Leicester CAN make it into the big 6 but it might take some time and misfortune for Arsenal.
  2. The camera maneuvers itself across the arena. The flashing lights embed themselves in the hall as the theme song of Abdul Kabu distorts the silenced arena. And so he walks out, the 6'6 muscle that is known as Abdul Kabu, his stature erases the presence of his doubts. Abdul walks down the ramp with confidence, the crowd yelling at him, some heckling him, some encouraging him. His decision to join Ozymandias was one that was controversial but for him it felt correct. The moment he settles in the ring with his wrestling gear on him and microphone in his hand; he takes a second for the yelling to engage him, as the music fades out and the fans across the arena continue to make their voices heard. Ultimately, it stops, it took a while and Kabu chose not to silence them, their silence came naturally. Kabu takes the microphone close to his mouth. "Every second I stand here, the more I realise how much you despise the one who wishes to have the best for him and his family. Your gas-lighting makes me feel insecure, it feels I've done something wrong. But yet, not a single molecule inside my body can embrace this guilt, I wake up and know I'm on the right track. Today, I will tell you a story, the story will be the truth behind why you choose to direct your hate towards me. The story of the man who I've given everything." Kabu takes one glance at the fans around him, almost all are engaged with some still feeling uninterested. "James Ropati is someone who I've worked with for almost a decade now, he was the man I would talk to everyday, the man that taught me a lot. His presence in my career is unmatched by anyone as me and him would practice everyday to earn our spots in the world. He would train just as hard as me, he would be just as good as me, but yet, he was given more opportunities than me. You see, he arrived in BPZ a long time ago, something that I was proud of him doing. But in order for him to successfully make the transition, he would have to leave his best friend behind. His brother." Kabu stands in the middle of the ring now, all the fans are engaged upon his story. "This seems to be quite the happy story, my brother got all of his wishes granted and could go onto a life full of luxury leaving his demons behind him. I suppose, I was one of those demons. I've spent years after his departure to establish my name, but, he took all of the fame with him. Nobody cared about Oceania wrestling scene without him there. Nobody cared about me. I quit. I took my bags after three hurting years with each day going by with this disturbing thought: Why must've I been the one to suffer? Why on God's earth was I left to fight for the light, for a beacon of hope? Why the fuck did the one person who I've given it all to chose to leave his own brother behind." Kabu becomes angry, his demeanor is now aggressive and his voices become raspier. "The man that everyone loves so much just because he's facing the evil beast, is the one that made the evil beast. I've spent half a decade killing myself slowly because I thought I was the reason he left. I thought that I fucked everything up. But then, the man that you all choose to despise, Ozymandias came to me with a chance at a new life, he gave me something that James could never do, he allowed me to see the world without guilt for the first time in forever. I've suffered the most, I was always the best but never judged with equality. Ozymandias gave me a helping hand when I was in hell, he is the one that made me realize that I was never in the wrong. You all display us as beasts, killers, villains, but yet all of you are being puppets to these heroes you have a false hope in. Matter of fact, they all don't care about you, they love their money, they all love fooling you all as you idolize these fools. You think that they are the ones that run the company and guarantee your enjoyment, they are the temporary enjoyment in your sad lives. I will change that perspective, I promise to unveil the true nature of the world."
  3. Name: Jurrinho Zarratta Position: PF College: Memphis Jersey Number: 26 Age (17-23): 20 Height: 6'10 Weight: 220lbs Build Freak Of Nature (Giannis-Like): Physical Strengths (3): Vertical, Speed, Strength Technical Strengths (2): Passing, Lay-Ups Physical Weakness (0:) Technical Weakness (4): 3PT, Mid Range, Ball Handling, Perimeter Defense
  4. Kabu

    Light’s Out

    "Your mere arrogance reflects the fear in your eyes." Julius stops in his tracks, the voice of Kabu alerts him, with a sudden interest he turns around to see Kabu leaning on the ropes towards him. "People like you, they talk too much, they talk in the presence of gods like they behold greater power. However, those cameras, those fans, your fans, they changed you. These ideals that surround you allow for you to gain the confidence to even stand in the same ring as me and Ozymandias. The flashing lights allow for you to believe in yourself, your proven record can speak for itself. You may've dominated the many before us, but allowing your foolish ideology to speak for yourself when being approached by the likes of us is a major mistake. Kabu leans away from the ropes. His stare once again locking upon Julius. "I've been given an opportunity to release my guilt, Ozymandias has gave me hope in a world that rejected me. Ozymandias showed me the ways of acting upon those who betrayed me. Ozymandias allowed for me to believe in myself and not a puny God. Within these teachings, Ozymandias gave me a task. He gave me a goal. To kill anyone who steps in our way." Kabu steps beside Ozymandias, he breaks the stare with Julius to look around the crowd. "And here we are, the most powerful judged by the crowds of foolish weaklings. This new-formed bloodlust will show everyone here that we are the true kings of the business. We will eradicate those who must lie to themselves, those who perform for the cameras and not the state of their mind. And Julius Jones, we will help you to find your inner self, the blood that will release from within your body will wash off the dirt of those who have lied to you. With each crack of your bones, you will cleanse your ears of the lies. With each punch you feel, with each bruise you develop, with each cut you embrace, you will finally understand the true nature of the business. If you were to face the so called hound-dog, you will never doubt your own ability within these cameras. But I suppose I've spoken too much, I wouldn't want to become the same person you are. Those lies that you tell your soul, your heart and your mind are poisoning you. These things have poisoned the whole company, we were called upon to release these fears from everyone. So we will." Kabu leans back upon the ropes, takes one deep breath and relaxes himself. "You may go now, you may cater yourself with more delusions, but I'd prefer if you prepared for your baptism. I've been shown the way of following your own heart. And I'll be eager to show you so too." Kabu grins. "I really have talked too much. May this be our farewell for until I see you in the ring once more." Kabu hands the microphone back to Ozymandias.
  5. Watch Under The Red Hood and continue the Animated Universe with JL: War.
  6. Condiment King and Ten-Eyed Man
  7. get it guys im sportsmaster because im better at sports than everyone in bpz
  8. Name (First And Last): Hugo Alvarez Height: 6'3 Weight: 176lbs Fighting Style (Boxer, Kickboxer, Grappler, Brawler, Etc.): Grappler Personality (Cocky, Humble, Flamboyant, Focused, Etc.): Crazy Nationality: Dominican Race: Afro-Dominican Any Tattoos(Describe or just say yeah): Yeah
  9. Medkdjdndnndmsmsmdmmfmdnntnfkdlfkfkfkkfjfjdd. Furjia thought? Shut up
  10. Kabu


    A bright blue light advances itself across the sky, as thus the clouds float in the pool of the navy colouring. The birds chirp along the bright colours of the leaves as they hang upon trees. The swift breeze of the air carries itself throughout on a repetitive basis in the summer heat. As the camera pans towards the sidewalk of the quiet street, filled with fallen leaves, Abdul races with himself, constantly checking his watch, he bears a camo jacket and a Yankees hat with some blue jeans. His rapid pace is the complete opposite of the scene that was aligning itself. In one hand, he carries a bunch of documents and in the other his phone. He continues to pace upon this sidewalk, eventually reaching an area filled with many stores and offices. He makes his way towards a huge office building, much bigger than the others surrounding it, the doors are bigger, the walls are taller, the windows reach more sunshine during summer and the interior design is complex but simple enough for any human soul to navigate through. Abdul pulls out a card from the documents, an entry card for the side-door, a door that can only be used by employees or private clients. The swift pace remains even indoors as Abdul makes his way upstairs, passing by the employees and bystanders. The final corridor to get to where Abdul requires to be is only a corner away, he finalised his trip to the office as he slows down and opens the door. Inside the office, numerous paintings, huge room that beholds a long gray carpet upon the wooden floor, a strong wooden desk lays upon the carpet with many office necessities laying upon the desk. And the biggest onsight in the room, slicked back hair, business suit, yellow tie, gold watch. The worker inside the office, he reaches out to Kabu as he quickly settles into the man's office. "Great seeing you agai-" "I've got a Valor show tonight, we gotta make this meeting quick, no small talk." "Alright, just settle in, we have to discuss your contract and your promises that you made to BPZ." Abdul removes his jacket and places it on the chair that he settled in. "And those were?" "Completing all mandatory training sessions, showing up to all contracted events and promoting the company." Abdul stops fidgeting with the jacket and stares into the man's eyes. "Am I fucked? or what?" "Not yet, unless you show up to the show, which, I can gladly see you're already planning on making." "Just show up? That's it?" Abdul scoffs. "This was a waste of my time, Cody." "You also have been registered under a new booking status." "What's that supposed to mean?" "You were a breakthrough prospect." Abdul drops his head a little, laying in his chair in a more relaxed manner. "You're now registered as a failed project..." Abdul sits up once more, anger indulges upon his face as he leans towards Cody's desk. "A failed project? What the-, what do they take me for? How did I fail when I won the NA title?" Abdul starts to hold his head in disbelief. "That's blasphemous of them to even act such way towards their workers!" "Settle down." Abdul looks at Cody, he takes one breathe and sits down in his chair once again. "You've fucked off to who-knows-where and you're acting like you still hold relevance in the company, you have to get back on this route, this route that you paved when you were hungry and angry, fulfilled with emotion and a will to fight. You've grown so entitled recently, back when I first organised your contract, you were a boy with a dream, now look at you. You've grown into a fool Kabu. A pathetic fool. Let this downfall teach you something, it seems that when you lost the title, you still haven't quite had the sense knocked into you. This is your final chance at redemption, your performance dictates your status tonight, so get the hell out of the office and get ready for the trip." Abdul takes one last look at Cody, he lays in the chair for a couple more seconds trying to digest what he just heard, his head spun like a bike wheel as Cody was talking to him and now he finally realises the severity of the matter. Abdul gets out of the chair and makes his way out of the door, he turns back to look at Cody, who is staring him down. Abdul nods once and makes his way out of the building. For now he must tie up loose ends at Chapter Six.
  11. Man, for what I would do, to re-discover this life once again, to finally accomplish my most real desire, to finally re-align my conscience with my soul. But time is no more, neither is my desire to fulfill such prophecy, or maybe yet, a destiny? But, what would be the difference, as a lifelike mine would require one, right? Or has, God forgotten about me, maybe this was nothing more than a test of will, a test of temptation, if so, thus I have failed. My desire was taken away as so was my love for taking matters into my own hand, a great depression emerged upon my soul, leaving me incubated. But is this something that I wish to re-gain? Is a life full of struggle and misery with only temporary happiness to account for all this heavyweight that I carried in my mind for decades? I mustn't. I can't reject this opportunity once again. For as Lord is with me, I won't fail at the step ever again. An empty room, dark entourage covering the body of Abdul Kabu, his restless soul laying in a chair. His heartbeat is the only piece of sound heard as the camera pans all over the room. But no more. An empty room, dark entourage covering the body of Abdul Kabu, his restless soul laying in a chair. His eye glare is the only allowance of light seen as the camera pans all over the room. But no more. An empty room, dark entourage covering the body of - Useless. The same story, new detail. New story, same detail. It doesn't matter how many fancy words you will use, no matter how many long sentences you can combust, no matter how many adjectives you can pile into a paragraph. Nobody will ever understand you. I don't understand you anymore, these days especially, it seems you've been at war with yourself for too long, whilst that does seem to be a problem, you are no more than a mere mortal in this world of misery, your suffering doesn't last as long as the others do, your suffering won't hurt as much as others do. For you are a fighter, for you wish to become the greatest, for you've put yourself in this prison when you have the keys in your palm. Now look at this argument you are having with yourself, you're pathetic. "For tonight, I will rest, For tomorrow, we shall begin, but let me clear these demons first, for I will clear my mind out of suffer." "Thank you, Lord."

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